Rossella Fumasoni is a roman artist and writer, who has been exhibiting her work since 1994 both in Italy and abroad. Her latest personal exhibitions (2012) are: ‘Alla pittura piacciono le torte’ , ‘Fuma’, e ‘Arrivo giovedì’. In 2008 she has published her first collection of short stories, ‘I mesi della settimana’. We’ve spent two wonderful hours to talk about art and life. Her woks on cakes landed on gorgelous, driven by these marvellous divers and acrobats. A mix of flavors, memories and lightness for an artist that I would never give up to listen to.

• Gorgelous Project

That idea turning around me, that I do not yet know, being absolutely certain that sooner or later will knock at my shoulder.

• Gorgelous Place

The terrace of Umberto a mare, restaurant and inn in Forio d’Ischia. Varying without repetition of the blue, from the lighthouse at Punta Imperatore to the open sea.

And my studio at Pastificio Cerere in San Lorenzo in Rome. For me, since 1994, it has always been the place where “anything can happen”.

• Gorgelous Art

That moment in which an artist decides that his work is completed. As in my paintings, things keep looking for each other and end one in another: actors, words, dates, numbers … divers on pure monochrome, naked acrobats, alone, on wedding cakes. As in art, the more the judgement search possible explanations, the more the range of interpretations is wide and refreshing.

Zucchero amaro, 2012, tecnica mista su tela, cm 240×150

• Gorgelous Person/Encounter

The one with the artist Piero Pizzi Cannella, when we met in June 1988 in his studio. We’ve never left each other since then.

• Gorgelous Taste

Chocolate, chocolate sometimes calls me, especially at night. And I like the Christmas turkey, ‘the only thing that I cook really well… Me as a cook? It goes from “we throw ita way and go to the restaurant?” to “there’s something missing here..”.

• Gorgelous Memory

The memory dominates me, something overwhelming, she’s a sort of friend for me but sometimes I have to escape and I have to make room for the unexpected.

• Gorgelous Moment

The birth of Arthur in 1998. Like climbing a mountain and discover that the mountain was me.

Director, art director, graphic designer. He founded Happycentro in 1997 and led it for thirteen years. In 2010 he founded Giuliano Garonzi Studio and in 2013 he turned it, with his wife and producer Stella Karlsson, in ADEPT. He’s born in Italy in 1974. He got married in 2009. He moved to Sweden in 2010. In April 2011 he has become a dad. In 1999, his first major project is the video graphics for TG2 (one of the main news channel of Italian Broadcasting Television) for McCann Rome. He has recently worked with Nike, TED, Converse, Foot Locker, Anomaly, Wieden + Kennedy, We Are Pi. He is represented in New York and Los Angeles as a director and works as creative director and designer for T-post, the first magazine in the world printed on t-shirt. With T-post he has worked with Craig Redman, Mauro Gatti, Ben Newman, HORT, Grotesk, Jeremyville and jeffstaple. In the last two years T-post has been recognized as one of the top ten brands in the world of t-shirts and was recently nominated for Best Streetwear Brand in Scandinavia.

The project The Human Type for TED and the Dutch agency We Are Pi. I was chosen along with eleven other directors to think and direct a twenty seconds film. Each of us had a theme to develop freely and without a budget. My theme was Talking to strangers and I thought that if I really managed to make strangers interact one with the other my film would have been successfull. But a film alone was not enough for me, I needed a larger project , with a soul and reliable, but as far as it was for TED, with a modern and contemporary execution.

As I wrote in the opening titles of the documentary Yes, we did it for real that accompanies the project, it is my personal tribute to typography, craftsmanship and the relations between human people. The Human Type is a digital platform where once entered, there is a sentence written by a stranger and where you have the opportunity to answer to in a completely anonymous way. For the composition of these sentences we planned a human keyboard, in the true sense of the word. The 75 symbols found on a Latin keyboard were associated with 75 different people who have been portrayed each in four different poses and then animated. Each person was wearing a white t-shirt with the screen print of a keyboard symbol composed in Futura Bold Italic. We also created a human cursor and an intelligent hyphenation system. My film was then generated through programming code and not through the traditional video production tools. So far we got nearly three thousand answers with The Human Type. You can visit The Human Type at www.thehumantype.org, watch the film here and the documentary Yes, we did it for real here.

The time I spent in Studio Jeremyville, New York. It is a kind of a loft, a mix of a home and a studio, full of his drawings on the walls, with four large windows and a view of the Empire State Building. It took me ten minutes to figure out which bell to ring because I had always thought his name was Jeremyville for real and instead I found out that his name is Andrew Jeremy. He told me that when looking for a place to live and to work at the same time he designed a studio like this, with four large windows and a view on The Empire. He wandered around for estate agents by showing the design and asking everyone ‘Do you have a place like this?’

Tony Arcabascio. A person who has put me more in awe than Kobe Bryant did. We met twice, always in his studio near Little Italy, to talk about work and life experiences. The first time I met him he had colored enamel on the little finger of his left hand to match the color of his t-shirt. The second time he gave me a sticker. It is one of the thousands of interpretations of the I love NY logo by Milton Glaser, but for me it is the best interpretation ever where the I before the red heart has been replaced with a T.

Pizza, as the one made by Virginio at Pizzeria Al Gufo, on Monti Lessini where I come from. Here it is difficult to eat good pizza. They even put pineapple and banana on it. Riccardo, an Italian who lives here, makes a good pizza but Italy is Italy and when I go back the first thing I do is to get a good one.

The birth of my son Viktor and the wonderful sound of his first cry. But to me, everything around his birth is very special. Since me and Stella found out we were having a baby while packing our things to move to Sweden, the months prior to his birth, when we heard his heart beating, until we had him with us, just as we had dreamed of.

Our wedding. We got married in Sweden the year before moving here. The church was small, white and made in wood, built by the people of a small fishing village and it was placed on a hill overlooking a fjord. It was nice to see our two families, the Italian and the Swedish together and have some of our best friends around us. One of them has documented everything with a Super 8 camera and while driving to the church two moose crossed our road. It was all very special.

Jeannette Montgomery Barron was born in 1956 in Atlanta Georgia and studied at the International Center of Photography in New York. She became known for her portraits of the New York art world in the 1980s, which were later published in Jeannette Montgomery Barron (Edition Bischofberger, Zurich, 1989). She is also the author of Photographs and Poems, a collaboration with Pulitzer Prize winning poet Jorie Graham (Scalo, 1998), Mirrors (Holzwarth Editions, 2004), Session with Keith Haring and My Mother’s Clothes (Welcome Books, 2010). In Spring 2013 powerHouse Books will publish SCENE, a book of her portraits from the 1980’s.

My Mother’s Clothes,in which I attempted to create a portrait of my late mother through still life images of her cherished clothing, shoes, and personal possessions. As my mother’s struggle with Alzheimer’s progressed, robbing her of any remembered past, I began this unique visual album as a way of both sparking my mother’s memories, and coping with my own sense of loss.

Beautiful and eccentric, headstrong and mannered, my mother, Eleanor Montgomery Atuk, was a genteel force in Atlanta society. Born in a Georgia town too small for a stoplight, she fell in love with her college sweetheart -heir to the Coca Cola Bottling Company-, got married, and followed my father to Atlanta in the 1940s, where he would rise to become the chairman of the company. In addition to being an adoring wife and mother, my mother loved exquisite clothes, especially those by designers Bill Blass, Yves St. Laurent, and Norman Norell, some of whom she called her friends. As the wife of an important business man, and a woman actively involved in community service, she felt she had to dress the part; her clothes were special ordered from the Rich’s department store in downtown Atlanta, and she regularly visited the showrooms in New York for custom fitted couture. She was the sort of woman who, when she liked a shoe, bought it in several colors each season.

My mother was always brimming with projects, ideas that burned at her day and night. She was a woman who used her influence to get things done.The first sign of my mother’s memory loss nearly ten years before her death, when she gave me the same book on tulips, over and over again. Yet even as my mother’s affliction with Alzheimer’s grew dire, her love of fashion remained her foremost pleasure. Just a month before she died, I brought my mother a catalogue from the designer Valentino’s exhibition in Rome. She was instantly transported into another world. We sat for hours looking. She pointed at one dress and said, Oh, I’m going to take that one if you don’t want it, and, I haven’t taken one in such a long time. When I tried to turn the page, she said, “Hold on, now,” scanning over the whole page with her index finger to make sure she had seen it all. At one point, she said, I wanna die in that.

By the time she passed away in 2007 my mother’s spacious closets could barely contain the exquisite gowns, suits, skirts, and blouses she had worn and collected over a lifetime. This was her backstage dressing room, where most mornings began in quiet contemplation; choosing, selecting, considering… What to wear? Every item in my mother’s carefully curated collection is attached to a day, a season, a voice, a laugh, a moment, a memory.

Designing and creating Pierce Brosnan’s wedding cake was amazing – it had to taste as good as it smelt as good as it looked. The icing was flavoured with orange blossom water and I created extra tiers in case any were damaged in transit to Ireland.

Illustrator, visual designers. Ligurian by birth Milanese by adoption, after a past as Art Director, in 2001 decided to found together with other talents, the Studio Container: visual creativity in co-working, dealing with illustration, graphic design, motion graphics, web design, photography. Its primary purpose is not only the sharing of space but the collaboration of the group on each project by combining different skills and experiences.

She collaborates with la Repubblica and other Italian magazines, illustrates for publishing and advertising in Italy and abroad, organizes workshops at different levels, personal and group exhibitions with his works on canvas.She teaches illustration at the Academy of Fine Arts in Genoa.

From time to time I need to look over my work and satisfy my curiosity with new creative ideas.For this reason I am attending various workshops, especially on the pop-up. Working with hands and paper has on me the effect of a Zen meditation.

I met the pencil for the first time at 4 years old. My grandfather painted for pleasure, allowed me to stay with him in those moments, and there I learned to recognize the smell of colors and the sound of pencils on paper. Love at first sight.

The memory of the taste of things to eat tied to the memory of the people who have given to me. The food for me has an inseparable relationship with those who cook it;

people mix the ingredients with their own experience and their moods, playing in a personal way each recipe, even the most simple. This fusion produces dishes with a unique flavor that no other chef can repeat faithfully following the recipe. So for example, I remember perfectly the scent of almond biscuits that my uncle Richard made for us when we visited him, as children.